Dreary

The day began sunny and delightful. Low-forties for temps, climbing to maybe 51*F, if we deserved it. But, it was beautiful. Perfect for me.

By the time Karl and I walked out of his class and began the outdoor portion of the hike to the car, we were noticing raindrops on the ground. Very quickly we began to feel them, and by the time we hustled into the car it had begun to rain.

The clouds were light and high, so it wasn't a tremendous rain, really, and it lasted just a short while. In fact, we drove in and out of the giant lumbering rain cloud area a couple of times on the way home . We stopped at an art store on the way home so Karl could collect some items for class, necessary to complete his final project. By the time we exited the store, the clouds had thickened and were now hanging lower and more ominously in the sky. It was all too gloomy and winter-esque in appearance. What had happened to our beautiful, late fall day?

As I sit here typing I am amazed at just how grey and almost depressing it's become out there.

38 days to Christmas, and roughly 30 weeks until spring - and all its glorious shiny days and lingering daylight hours!

I am off to make dinner and concentrate on something less dreary.